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Describing the effects of dementia

My Mother suffered from Alzheimer’s a few years ago. This is a reflection

Feminism doesn't mean forsaking men in favor of women's needs; feminism doesn't mean forsaking stay-at-home mothers in favor of celebrating working women and working women only; and most of all, feminism isn't only for women to support. It is a movement that promotes equality, and therefore allows support from all genders as long as they are willing to and believe in its cause. This song can be seen as an invitation for such support, and hopefully is able to convey the principles of feminism: that all "types" of women are to be supported. Different jobs, different sizes, and different personalities-- conventional or unconventional, feminism supports all women without forcing them to follow a predetermined framework in order to make them eligible for equality.

As we grow up, we've been told to never give up on our dreams and goals by the same people who laugh at us when we don't do well right away as well as those who wants us to stick to the conventional code rather than maintain each of our individual eccentricities. These lyrics are to remind ourselves of that advice, that either way we must keep doing our best to reach our dreams, and that becoming a paragon of perfection just for the sake of cheap compliments and sticking to the status quo is something that everybody could do. Rather, becoming our own person and pursuing our own individual goals are something only we ourselves can accomplish, and so we have no reason to listen to such societal expectations that condemn us to failure before we even had the chance to improve. However, it is important to understand that those people who'd laughed at our mistakes and believed that we would fail are people with dreams as well, and that they must've faced similar problems from others as they strive to become who they wanted to be. In fact, they might've given up halfway through because they believed that trying won't ever be enough, and it might as well have been us, society as a whole, that made them give up. It's a cycle of fear, hate, and pessimism, and empathy and determination are key to breaking it. We must do our best to prove them wrong-- not to turn things around so that we become the bullies and them the victims, but to instill a new hope that they still have a second chance to do what they thought was impossible.

It's not easy being the middle child. But here's a song that offers some introspect and let's them know it'll be ok